We saw this movie on Sunday, and I believe I spend 2/3 of it crying. I don't mean just
teary eyed...No, I mean
crying. I've never been in a movie theatre where at the very end of the movie, everyone just sat there - no one moved. I guess we couldn't, really. We had to compose ourselves first.
You took this family in, and devoured them. You laughed with them, and then, cried with them. John Grogan wrote this best seller quite a while ago, and it remained on the best seller list for a very long time. He was a master with this story. He drew you in, and you never left.
Those of you who knew me for a long time, knew of our own very bad yellow lab, right?? Remember BoBo? He was just like Marley. I saw so many similarities. That dog used to chase me around the house, and I would run to the bed, and jump on it, just to escape his prowess! He was so playful; everything to him was a sport. Sadly, Bo suffered from a mental disorder, and when the time came for us to say our goodbyes, Joe couldn't even go - I remember going and sitting in the waiting room afterwards, just sobbing the loss of that beautiful, fun-filled, innocent animal. It was a devastating time for our family; we mourned his loss for a long, long time. But, those of us who open our hearts to our little furry friends know so well the pain we must suffer in order to have that joy. It's the sacrifice we make for having that time to love them so much.
I see our Macky slowing down a bit. Both Dawn and Mack will turn nine in a couple of months. I could never put into words the love and joy that those dogs have brought to this family. They have been the love of our lives for a long time...to all of us, especially Pat. He grew up with Mack. I remember the day we got Mack. Pat took a hold of that leash, and that little boy and black dog walked away together, discovering one another, as best friends do, and never let go.
We love our pups, don't we?
